Everyone's eyes were dull and they stared at Zhuang Molong who could not get up on the ground.
The surroundings became silent.
Apart from the noise of the guests in the distant hall, there was no other sound.
It took a while.
"Mo Long!"
An elder of the Zhuangmao shouted and rushed forward anxiously to help Zhuang Molong up.
"Brother Mo Long, are you okay?"
"Mo Long, what's wrong with you?"
"How could this be?"
Zhuang Hongyan and others rushed forward in a hurry and asked with concern.
Zhuang Shi and Zhuang Nanfei's brains have long been blank.
Is this what Qin Ming did?
When did Qin Ming... become so awesome?
"I'm fine, I...I'm fine, I'm just careless..."
Zhuang Molong, who was helped up, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, but before the blood was wiped, the person started coughing violently again.
"Ahem cough cough..."
Seeing Zhuang Molong's appearance, everyone was a little surprised.
"Since you're fine, let's continue." At this time, a faint voice came.
Everyone's flesh trembled and they all looked at the source of the sound.
I saw Qin Ming walking over.
"Qin Ming! The duel is over! What else do you want to do?" A banker shouted softly.
"It's over? But I didn't hear Zhuang Molong admit defeat." Qin Ming said.
"This..." the dealer didn't know how to answer.
Zhuang Molong immediately gritted his teeth and showed hatred in his eyes.
If you admit defeat in public, what is the difference between kneeling down on Qin Ming? He must not lose all his face?
At that time, their family will be criticized by others in the dealer.
After all, Qin Ming is a bastard!
"Zhuang Molong, you still don't admit defeat?" Zhuang Nanfei shouted.
"What are you admitting defeat? I haven't lost yet!" Zhuang Molong couldn't help it, roared wildly, pushed away the people beside him, and rushed towards Qin Ming again.
Whoosh!
The shrill long sword burst out with blood.
"Blood Dragon Sword Technique!"
Someone exclaimed!
At this time, Zhuang Molong finally used the strongest sword technique he was proud of.
Zhuang Molong's Blood Dragon Sword Technique has reached the sixth level. The sword edge is cold and the sword tip is like a dragon, and its momentum is unstoppable. When the heaven and earth change in color, the ghosts and gods are shocked.
This kind of sword power alone is unstoppable, let alone the sword power!
"Qin Ming! Be careful!" Zhuang Nanfei was sad!
"Amin, dodge!"
Zhuang Shi rushed over, trying to block the sword for Qin Ming.
But the sword is too strong and he can't rely on it at all!
This sword is unmatched.
People's eyes widened and their hearts hung to their throats.
Such a terrifying sword force, I'm afraid this move... will take Qin Ming's life!
Zhuang Molong is really cruel.
Many people's thoughts.
It can be the next second.
Tag!
A strange sound came out, and then...
call!
A strong wind burst out from Qin Ming!
It's the sword!
The sword force released by Zhuang Molong Blood Dragon Sword Technique... was dispersed.
People hurriedly looked over there, and just a glance, everyone was struck by lightning, and they all stayed in their original place...
Qin Ming raised his hand, clamped his fingers lightly, and clamped Zhuang Molong's sword steadily.
The terrifying long sword stopped a few inches in front of Qin Ming.
Nothing can be done any further...
"impossible!!"
Someone roared out of nowhere.
Zhuang Molong's eyes were also wide open, his face was covered in cold sweat, and he looked at Qin Ming in front of him tremblingly.
His sword... was actually caught by Qin Ming!
how so?
How strong is this Qin Ming...?
"interesting!"
Qin Ming seemed to be angry, his eyes turned cold, and his fingers suddenly moved.
Bang!
The sharp sword in Zhuang Molong's hand was directly broken by Qin Ming's fingers, and then his fingers were as fast as lightning and stabbed Zhuang Molong's body.
This is a plan to end Zhuang Molong.
"Qin Ming! What are you doing?"
"stop!"
Everyone shouted anxiously and rushed over like crazy.
At this time, a figure had moved in advance, quickly approached Qin Ming and kicked him.
Qin Ming frowned, looked at the fierce soles of his feet, and had no choice but to stop and retreat.
Bang!
The soles of his feet still kicked over and were blocked by Qin Ming with his hands. However, because it was too hasty, even if the strength of the soles of his feet was not strong, it made Qin Ming retreat repeatedly, making it difficult for him to stand firmly.
"Big brother?"
Zhuang Shi hurriedly approached and held Qin Ming, staring at the figure with anger, that is, Zhuang Taiqing!
"Qin Ming! You are so bold. Do you want to kill Mo Long?" Zhuang Taiqing shouted.
"I'll kill him? You'll stop me? You just wanted to kill me, why didn't you stop me? Uncle, you're so partial." Qin Ming said with a expressionless face.
Zhuang Taiqing's face was sometimes red and sometimes white, and she was still talking without knowing it. She snorted and shouted: "Don't call me uncle! I don't have someone like you!"
"Uncle, why do you say such words?" Zhuang Nanfei looked ugly.
"Brother! Ah Ming is my son after all, you are too erratic, right?" Zhuang Shi said gritting his teeth.
"What's wrong with it? I'm just telling the truth! His surname is Qin, but not Zhuang!" Zhuang Taiqing snorted.
"you..."
Zhuang Shi was so angry.
"Forget it, father, there is no point in quarrel with them. Anyway, Aming won now, so that's enough! What else do we care about?" Zhuang Nanfei pulled Zhuang Shi and whispered.
"You are right! These people are disliked by our family. If Aming wins, that's a slap them in the face. I should be happy. Why fight with them? Nanfei, Aming, let's go!"
Zhuang Shi snorted and took Zhuang Nanfei and Qin Ming away.
"Stop...stop!"
Zhuang Molong was still unwilling to accept that he wanted to keep the three of them, but was stopped by Zhuang Taiqing.
"Do you still think it's not enough to be embarrassed?" Zhuang Taiqing shouted.
"Uncle, I..."
"Okay, don't explain it! That Qin Ming is not something you can deal with! Save it!"
"hateful!"
Zhuang Molong punched the ground with a qi, gritting his teeth.
Everyone was silent.
Zhuang Hongyan looked at Zhuang Molong silently and spoke again and said, "Uncle, why is Qin Ming so powerful? I remember when he left my banker, he was mediocre in qualifications, not a martial arts genius!"
"I don't know, maybe this person went abroad and had any adventures or met a master! I didn't expect that the bastard, the fourth son, was so amazing now." Zhuang Taiqing snorted secretly.
"Uncle! How should we carry out the martial arts competition tomorrow? Should we continue to let Brother Mo Long go?" Zhuang Hongyan asked carefully.
"Who won't let him give?"
"Qin Ming may be a more suitable choice."
"It's appropriate? Hongyan, he's going to go on stage, and my dealer's face is lost! His surname is Qin, and he is the kind of romantic one night. It's not right. If he's going on stage, it won't make the world laugh.
Is it? No, no! Absolutely no, let Mo Long go up." Zhuang Taiqing shook his head and said.
Zhuang Hongyan hesitated for a moment and nodded silently.